Ok since apparently none of you have accounts I'm just gonna go ahead and start the reviews

guest:Everyone have a writer's block in some cases. And yet another great chapter, I thank you for updating! Please continue? And when would Hiccup tell

Jack what happened?

(Well… yes he will tell him, but that's not how Jack finds out really, it's more like a- NOPE NOT SAYIN ANYTHING ELSE •-•)

Guest: Your friend: SHOULD I CONTINUE

(YES YOU SHOULD, PLEASE)

Akieseki:Cunt u Betta continue or I'll murder ur vagina

( 。/\ 。well then, I like my vaginal area the way it is so I guess I'll continue :c hehehehehe, wounderful comment :D and yesh I shall cunt-tinue :D *murmurs* motherfucking cunt ass bitch 3)

From: Guest

:" I am currently thirteen years of age."

Yeah, gotta say, I'm creeped out now. Geez, when I was thirteen I wasn't even sure what sex was. Liking this story now makes me feel like a dirty old bastard. I did get the Dr. Who reference :-).

(NOO! Please don't be creeped out! D: I know it's a bit odd, but I don't think you're a dirty old bastard! I appreciate it a lot that you like it! And about that… well, I guess that means that I should stop reading smut fics •-• And YAY ANOTHER WHOVIAN! *fist bump* you heard who they got for the new doctor? I'm really excited, and for David to come back! That sexy son of a bitch has ruined my life _ him and Benedict Cumberbatch :3)

Ok well, that's it and thank you! :D **IMPORTANT** However may I ask a favor of all of you? If you're going to leave a review as a guest, might I request that you put a would-be pen name, or some way to identify you? I will respond just the same in the next chapter but it will be a lot faster and take up a lot less space and a lot easier for me, thanksies you lovelies ^_^

And sorry for being a bitch and not updating, I've been super super busy trying to fucking appease the motherfuckers up at the new school I'm transferring to. TT3TT they need me to get a shot and we're staying with some cousins of mine for now and they need proof of recidancy or some shit and AUGH it's been a major clusterfuck. But my brother comes home in a few weeks for the first time in two years! He's been serving a mission is Ecuador and I haven't seen him in the flesh since the first day of sixth grade :D so that's exciting and I've been making posters and banners and getting him shit for his b-day. **ANOTHER IMPORTANT** Anyways that shits enough, time for the chapter, and as I said before, unless any of you have any suggestions/ideas for further plot or developments, this fic is nearing it's end. Sorry. But enjoy it while it lasts, right? Anyways- HOLD SHIT UP WHY HAVE I NOT ADRESSED THE NEW HTTYD TRAILER, SON OF A FUCK THAT MOTHERFUCKER IS LOOKING FUCKING AMAZING. And Hot damn Hiccup, they should rename the movie to how to become a hot piece of ass. Sweet JESUS, I didn't know it was possible, but that little fucker got even hotter. Son of a shit, watch out, Jack! Your little boy is growing up!

The next few days went by rather well; Jack and Hiccup hung out all the time, and Hiccup was starting to forget all about Richard and was getting back into the swing of things. It been exactly 14 days since Jack had gone to that overnight lockdown, and Hiccup was grateful that Richard hadn't came back. Tonight however, Jack was putting his laptop in his bag and strapping on his elbow pads. "Where are you going?" Hiccup asked curiously. "Ahh, I just gotta got to work for about three or four hours, I'll be back at around midnight or something," he said kissing the top of Hiccups head. The boy got out of bed a little worried and replied, "Ok… be safe and hurry home." Jack laughed a little and offered him a smile. "Sure you're going be ok, home alone with Your dad out for the week in Vegas?" "Yeah, I'll be fine, just… Please really do hurry, Jack," Hiccup said, his voice trembling slightly. Jack smiled and ruffled his boyfriends hair, "Don't worry, I'll be quick as a Bunny." And with that, he left. Hiccup sat on his bed, going back to drawing a particularly handsome black dragon he had taken to calling the Night Fury. About and hour and a half later, the front door opened softly, and Hiccup was far to entranced in his music to notice. The noise started creeping up the stairs getting closer and closer to his room. The guitar solo was shredding and Hiccup was air playing along when the door slowly creeped open, and the figured jumped out and attacked Hiccups mouth. The boy was surprised for a moment, but responded with much conviction, amused that Jack tried to surprise him like this. The other male shoved his tongue inside Hiccups mouth, causing him to gag slightly. That's odd, Hiccup thought, Jack's not usually this rough. He pushed the thought aside and began swirling his tongue around the others. They were kissing for a solid two minutes when Hiccup pulled back panting heavily. "Jack, It thought you weren't supposed to be home until midnigh-" he cut off looking at the mans face. It was Richard. "Nice to see that you responded to my kiss with such conviction my little boy," Richard said with a condescending smirk, "But I think that you called out someone else's name while we were having a passionate moment, and that is not very nice at all; I suppose you'll just have to be punished." Hiccup was horrified, he just fucking tongue danced with this psychotic monster. "I didn't tell anyone, please d-don't do this," Hiccup pleaded. Richard smiled down at him, as though his attempts at talking his way out were cute. "Now Baby, I told you if you told someone it would be *worse*; I didn't say I wouldn't do it again. But this time I won't use any toys, just you and me baby," he said, taking off Hiccups shirt and pinning his arms down. "Now come on, we're alone, give me a nice scream," he mocked biting down on Hiccups neck, working his tongue down to the boys nipple, swirling it around the bumpy skin. Hiccup arched his back, trying to get the man off him, but to no avail, and Richard wasted no time, he flipped the boy over and ripped off his pants. "Get yourself ready, Hiccup, this is gonna hurt." He pulled off Hiccup pants and positioned himself at the boys entrance. "Ready, boy?" He asked rhetorically, shoving himself deep into Hiccup, making the small boy scream rather loudly. Richard laughed, his voice sounding slightly crazy and kept pulling in and out of the poor, small boy beneath him. Tears were leaking out of the corner of his eyes and he was griping the sheets, trying so hard not to cry out. "Come on Hiccup, give me some delicious noises," Richard whispered huskily, beginning to stroke the boy. Hiccup let out an involuntary plea of want and Richard shuddered slightly. "Damn that was fast," the man said to himself, beginning to feel that hotness creeping up on him. "Oh, Hiccup, I'm gonna-!" He was cut off by the door opening and Jack walking in looking through his bag, "Hey, I know I said I'd be back at midnight, but we- WHAT THE FUCKING HELL ARE YOU FUCKING DOING TO MY HICCUP!?" Jack was red faced with fury and ripped the man off the bed, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Richard just stared at him, a vacant smile plastered onto his face. Jack was not amused in the slightest. "Either you tell me who you are, or I'll fucking beat it out of you," he whispered softly. Richard just sat there, totally void of anything it seemed. Jack reared up his left fist and- WHAM- knocked the man out like a light. He stood over him for a moment before he rushed over to Hiccup. "Hey, Hiccup, are you ok?" He asked putting an orange blanket** from the bed around his shoulders. Hiccup just sat there shivering and Jack held him, letting the boy sob dryly into into his chest. "Sh, it's ok, Hiccup, I'm here now. I promise I won't let anything hurt you…" they sat like that for a few minutes before Hiccup looked up at Jack. "Th-that was R-Richard…" he said shakily. Jack nodded his head solemnly and lifted up the boys chin. "Hiccup," he said softly, "I need you to be ready to answer any questions for the police, I'm calling them in." He took out his phone and began dialing the number, after explaining the situation, he thanked them for their promises to send people out quickly, and hung up. "This is the third time," Hiccup said, barely audible. Jack blinked slightly. "What?" "It's the third time he's done this… Th-the first time was b-before we met, t-the one I've told you about and the second t-time… Remember w-when you went to th-that lockdown…?" He let the sentence and and Jack looked like he was going to be sick. "Y-You mean he…? While I was…? Oh, Hiccup, I'm so sorry, I should've been here, I could've done something. Oh I'm so sorry…" he said, his voice completely coated with guilt as he hugged the small boy tightly, apologizing over and over again. The police soon arrived, and took Richard into custody, telling Hiccup he was going to need to question him and Jack, and take some… ehem, samples to see if Richard really had done everything they said he had. "Don't worry, Hiccup, everything's going to be ok now, I promise," Jack said squeezing the boys hand, and for once, Hiccup was ready to believe that it was true…

~fin~

** = you're a badass motherfucker if you got the Sherlock reference.

**PLEASE READ!** YES THERE WILL BE AN EPILOGUE! IT'LL EXPLAIN WHAT HAPPENED HOW LONG RICHARD SERVED, THE TRAIL ALL THAT SHIT. NOW, if someone can send me an idea before that comes out, I'll just write it as another chapter and continue the story! Even if it's just filler drabbles, I'll write them for you, in fact, I might just do that. Anyways. So pressures on guys. You had something you've wanted to happen since the beginning? Well, NOWS THE TIME TO SHARE IT!

But I just seriously want to thank all you motherfuckers out there that have read this and enjoyed it (or even if you thought it was a piece of shit, you still read it, hehe got ya motherfucker) it keeps me writing. Seriously, it does. And if I've inspired any of you to start writing (with my stories of rape and mostly tragedy ;3), you can tell me, and I will most defiantly want to take a look at your work, because no matter how horrible you think you may be at writing, I'll bet you that I was worse. And a lot of people have asked me where I learned to write so well (even though I personally think I write like a piece of shit) and learned to write, from reading, just reading different booking and taking in those authors styles. I've been told I'm a mix of J.K. Rowling and Stephen King. And I don't believe that for one second ;) (seriously though, I can sorta get the Rowling, but King is literally in a fucking class of his own and I don't understand how I compare.)

ANYWHORE, I probably won't do another Hijack fic for a while, I've got some Johnlock fans who have been patiently waiting for some reunions and shit, so I need to attend to them. Not to mention with the teaser trailer out, me and all my fellow Sherlockians have been freaking out about Johns MUSTACHE! AJDNAPS AODNAIV LAFAWNDUH! LOVE YOU MY COCK SLUTS AND SEE YOU NEXT CHAPTER/ EPILOGUE DEPENDING. BAAII~~ 33